NHS Catchall

[burningrescue]

Meme

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week 2; post trial

[burningrescue]

[Well! Galo will come and track NHS down at some point after the trial! Where is he!]

[unanswering]

[he's in the garden! nie huaisang's perched on one of the stone benches, just sort of idly observing the flowers nearby; he's got paper on his lap and a pen in hand, but he hasn't made a mark.

he glances up when galo approaches, though, blinking up at him; his eyes look a little red-rimmed. it's fine. other people's feelings are FINE.]

Oh- young master Thymos.

[burningrescue]

Hey!

[Scratching his head, a little unsure how to respond to that.]

Galo is just fine with me.

[unanswering]

Galo, then.

[everyone's conventions are weird... but he's going with it, to be polite.

he grips the pen a little tighter, though, glancing down. his hands are both pretty shaky.]

...I'm sorry for the trouble.

[burningrescue]

I'm not going to say it's okay, but. [He considers his words for a second.] I get it, honestly. Sometimes it's hard to trust strangers.

I'm sure when you woke up and saw there were two others, you just thought, what's the harm if they don't find out?

[unanswering]

It seemed like we didn't truly believe Asch was guilty, not enough of us to condemn him, but he still-! When there wasn't a better option...

[huaisang shakes his head.]

I didn't want to save myself, only to die for doing it. It was already a near miss.

[burningrescue]

[Nodding.]

Yeah. I thought so too. It seemed obvious we knew Asch didn't do it, but we didn't know what to do. [He shrugs.] I only voted for myself last week, so I'm no better.

[unanswering]

You really could have been hurt worse... you and miss Anya both.

[another headshake, faster.]

But I have no room to talk, do I?

[burningrescue]

[He softens a little more at that.]

Nah. You're right. We all had to do better this time.

[unanswering]

At least it seems that we did. For a while, I really was afraid we wouldn't.

[burningrescue]

Yeah. Well, it was easy enough when we could figure out what was you and Babo Kim! But whew, that was a tense one.

[unanswering]

Much too tense for my tastes, I thought I might have a heart attack...

[he's exaggerating, but he did spend the whole thing low-key panicking, so!]

[burningrescue]

Yeah! You're a jumpy guy, huh?

[He somehow finds that kind of funny.]

Well, anyone would be freaked out if they almost were murdered.

[unanswering]

It's not an experience I want to have again.

[he can say that with absolute certainty!]

Oh- Galo, may I ask you something?

[burningrescue]

Sure can. What's up?

[unanswering]

Are you familiar with gun injuries?

[burningrescue]

A little! I'm not an expert, but we studied it in training. . .

[Oh wait! Suddenly realizing.]

Wait! Are you injured still?

[unanswering]

[A slight nod, there.]

I couldn't get the projectile out, either, so I... really wasn't sure what else to do.

[burningrescue]

Let me see! I'll get supplies and patch you up! I don't know if I'll be able to get the bullet out, but I can make sure it's not dangerous.

[unanswering]

Thank you-!

[he looks SO relieved at that, exhaling a heavy sigh, though he. also takes a quick glance around.]

Ah, should we go inside first, or...?

[burningrescue]

Yeah. You wanna go to the infirmary, maybe?

[Or does he need more privacy because the bullet wound is inside his butt as predicted.]

[unanswering]

Oh, that's not a bad idea-

[The bullet is not inside his butt, thankfully, so he nods! The infirmary is good with him.]

There should be more supplies there, if you need them.

[burningrescue]

Yeah! So, where is this bullet wound, anyway? We keep missing all the injuries.

[Leading them to the infirmary while he talks!]

[unanswering]

It's... it's in my shoulder.

[He trails after, but he's at least tall enough to keep up pretty easily despite all the layers of robes. Running away is a carefully cultivated skill, after all.]

I was able to clean and bandage it, and I used some of the disinfectant, but that's really all I could do.

[burningrescue]

That's probably exactly what you should have done. But it's still hurting?

[After a second. . .]

You mind me asking how that skull worked?